Power Instructor

Qingcheng was originally a very cold person in front of others, but now she seems to have a different attitude towards these people on the bitter mountain. In the face of everyone's cold and warmth, she showed a sense of harmony.

She said to one of them who was in his seventies and was more emotionally excited: "Grandpa Seven, don't get excited, haven't I come back in a good manner?"

"Hmph, it's okay if you come back now, otherwise we must fight the Linlang Pavilion people desperately." The old man said, his chest continued to rise and fall, one can imagine how angry he is.

Then, the old man looked at Ling Chi and asked, "Who is this?"

Qingcheng said: "This is a patient's family member."

"what?"

The old man frowned and said, "Little sir, I'm afraid this is wrong? Let's not say that we are suffering from the patient's family, even if the patient has never brought it back, you..."

Qingcheng stuck his tongue out and said, "Grandfather Seven, I am in a hurry. He is here to help me get medicine. In addition, the people from Linlang Pavilion who caused trouble in Babaoshan saved me, otherwise I won't be able to get back. See you all here."

"what?"

The old man was taken aback for a moment, and then his face turned out to be a big change of 180 degrees. He was originally looking at Ling Chi warily, as if he was a thief. At this time, there was a gentle and polite face on his face. With a smile, he smiled and said to Ling Chi: "So you saved our little husband? That's our benefactor of the bitter mountain. Just now, the old man I suspected that you were here. I'm really sorry. Come here. Now you are a guest of our bitter mountain. I will make you a pot of the bitter dolomite tip of our bitter mountain, so that you can remember the taste for the rest of your life after drinking."

"Grandfather Qi, you don't want to give me more if I usually drink bitter tips, how come you use it to entertain outsiders now?"

"Why is he an outsider?"

The old man sullenly, then smiled at Ling Chi: "By the way, what is your benefactor's name? Where are you from?"

"Senior, my name is Ling Chi. Don't call me a benefactor. I can't afford it. I currently live in Lingnan and am an instructor for middle school students." Ling Chi faced the enthusiasm of the old man, he was not embarrassed and cold, so he had to report to his family. Up.

The old man smiled and said: "Okay, I don't call you a benefactor, and you don't call me senior, just like the little gentleman, call me Grandpa Seven."

"Grandfather Seven." Ling Chi shouted. The enthusiasm between the two seemed to have passed, but Ling Chi didn't feel a loss. Don't look at the old man's love for Qingcheng, just like a servant, but Ling Chi was able to. I felt a very special tolerance in this old man.

Perhaps, the identity of this old man is not simple!

Qingcheng watched this scene, curled his lips, and said to the old man: "Grandfather Qi, I will leave this guest to you to entertain you. I will take a shower and change my clothes first. Oh, my whole body is stinking and I feel uncomfortable. Up."

The old man nodded and said: "Okay, you go, little sir, I will treat him well."

When Qingcheng left, the old man took Ling Chi into it. Although the bitter mountain was not big, the house built was not small. Ling Chi followed the old man and passed through various pavilions and corridors. Among them, you can see the Jiangnan characteristic Wen Wan, you can also see the tent-style homes of the nomadic people who are bold and energetic. These two styles are completely different, but they have been integrated here.

As he walked, the old man said to Ling Chi: “We live here are people from various places. Everyone’s living habits are different. It’s difficult to integrate, but because of the existence of our husband and our little husband, we These dozens of talents will get along well in Kushan. To be honest, you are the second guest that Kushan has received in these years."

"Oh, who is your first visitor of Suffering Mountain?"

"This, I forgot, he seems to belong to Tianjing Ji's family, so in Tianjing's land, no one knows that our husband and young gentleman live in this bitter mountain except for the Ji family. , Ling Chi, you are also second."

Ling Chi is sweating, how come he can only be second?

At the same time, he was also curious in his heart, who was the first guest of this bitter mountain, the Ji family? Isn't it Ji Fengtian?

While they were talking, the two entered into a side hall, which was originally used to entertain guests, but at this time it looked a little messy, with a lot of toys scattered on the floor, and the whole did not look like a banquet room at all. , What is even more depressing is that at this moment, a side door of this side hall heard bursts of laughter, and a group of children walked out.

Originally, these children were all laughing and joking. At this time, they were shocked when they saw the old man. They shouted "Grandpa Seven" respectfully one by one, and then slipped away.

During this process, the look on the old man's face became more and more ugly.

Finally, he yelled, "Old Pi, you come in for me."

Then, a middle-aged man hurriedly walked in and was shocked when he saw the situation in this side hall. Then he hurriedly said: "Qiye, this... that group of children are usually used to wildness. I don't know if they enter here. Come to play."

"This shows that you are negligent."

The old man snorted: "This is the banquet room, but you let the children come to play. I took the guests to see that this is a bitter mountain for us and a shame for the husband and the young man, you know?"

"Since our bitter mountain history, this has only received two guests. This banquet room is originally a decoration!" Old Pi muttered.

"What, you say it again?"

When the old man heard what Old Pi said, he pointed at him and cursed again. Old Pi hurriedly said, "Seventh master, don't be angry, I know I was wrong. I will let people clean up now. Your old man calms down, you say These are all at this age, and it's not good to get angry."

"It's also your cause of anger." The old man snorted.

Then he waved his hand and said, "Forget it, don't clean up. It would be impolite to ask the guests to wait. I'd better take the distinguished guest to Ziyuxuan."

"Zi Yuxuan? Isn't this bad?"

Old Pi was very surprised, but the old man insisted: "Anyway, Mr. Xiao explained that this is a distinguished guest. This is the distinguished guest who saved the life of the young man. We must treat him well, so I will take the distinguished guest to Ziyuxuan. Just clean up the side hall afterwards."

"This, okay!" Although Old Pi felt that Qi Ye did not do this properly, but on this bitter mountain, in addition to the husband and the young man, Qi Ye is the most capable of being the master of the house. He said that what else could he say ?

Ling Chi looked at Old Pi and Qi Ye, feeling a little depressed.

There are old and weak women and children, and children are in groups. How does this bitter mountain look like a refugee camp?